Just had my first proper walk at our local beach, man it felt good. H&M are visiting this weekend and I figure they’ll want to do the lighthouse which I need to get in shape for if I’m to join them. So I started with my local walk which is a flatty beach one but was so good to step it out. I doubt I’ll be able to do the lighthouse stairs but I’m sure to give part of it a red hot go.
Life is good again after a slump last week when I exhausted myself socially. We had an unusually busy weekend of social invitations that neither of us wanted to say no to. And when I say busy, I mean Friday night busy, Saturday and night busy, a long Sunday birthday lunch followed by a long Monday family lunch with M’s sister and family who diverted their trip to Cairns (from Shepparton) to see us. It was full-on for the former fit P&M let alone a recovering P and the full-time caring M.
It has been so long since we’ve been invited anywhere, let alone fit and well enough to attend anything that the opportunities were too desirable to decline. Sadly, it set me back and I was horizontal and mentally flat for a lot of last week. Everything got to me then… the frigging pins and needles in my fingers and right arm (thanks to the IV chemo) and having to use a tea towel to get anything out of the fridge. Anything cold sets the pins and needles off in a static-electric-shock kind of way and consequently set me off with the grumpy- irritable-sads. I was not happy and the unhappier I got, the harder life became. By Thursday I gave myself a good talking to and dragged myself out of bed to meet Vic for a coffee and wow was that therapy. What a star is our Vicstar, she helped me turn the corner to positivity again. What a legend. From that moment on I kicked goals again.
The upside of a slump it seems, is it makes you appreciate even more, the good times which have fortunately stuck around. Thank goodness because I don’t do mentally flat very well at all. Does anyone?